thrive on that which groweth out of the tenants thereof: - all these
Blacknesses are lesser than HE WHO guardeth the Gateway: HE WHO will guide
the rash one beyond all the worlds into the Abyss of unnamable devourers.
For He is 'UMR AT-TAWIL, the Most Ancient One, which the scribe rendereth
as THE PROLONGED OF LIFE."
Memory and imagination shaped dim half-pictures with uncertain outlines
amidst the seething chaos, but Carter knew that they were of memory and
imagination only. Yet he felt that it was not chance which built these
things in his consciousness, but rather some vast reality, ineffable and
undimensioned, which surrounded him and strove to translate itself into
the only symbols he was capable of grasping. For no mind of Earth may
grasp the extensions of shape which interweave in the oblique gulfs
outside time and the dimensions we know.
There floated before Carter a cloudy pageantry of shapes and scenes which
he somehow linked with Earth's primal, eon-forgotten past. Monstrous
living things moved deliberately through vistas of fantastic handiwork
that no sane dream ever held, and landscapes bore incredible vegetation
and cliffs and mountains and masonry of no human pattern. There were
cities under the sea, and denizens thereof; and towers in great deserts
where globes and cylinders and nameless winged entities shot off into
space, or hurtled down out of space. All this Carter grasped, though the
images bore no fixed relation to one another or to him. He himself had no
stable form or position, but only such shifting hints of form and position
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